My love for you is like a weed and other nonsense
My Kids are going crazy
My kids are going crazy
But I am feeling lazy
So let them hoot and holler and roar
I not doing any more
I’ve been writing, up all night
I have no energy to fight
So they can run around all wild
And I will sit here in denial.
I wrote this for my kids, they were thrilled. They are totally fascinated with hub pages and love having a poem written for them.
My love for you is like a weed
My love for you is like
You can’t get rid of it!
It’s growing stronger
No matter what you do
It will never
So don’t even try
So rest assured
My love’s secured
It will grow persistently
And bloom eternally
I wrote this for my husband when we were dating, he was not impressed. I couldn’t find the original poem to copy, so this is a rewrite. Hopefully it is better than the first and you enjoy it. I thought the whole concept was terribly hilarious, but then sometimes I have an odd sense of humor.
Born to be a
But for now
Stepping out tentatively
Onto my path
I wrote this in answer to a challenge "my life in exactly 25 words" from PDXKaraokeGuy. The challenge was to describe yourself in only 25 words. At first I thought it would be too hard and I wasn’t going to try it, but then I woke up with this on my mind early in the morning and had to write it down. I was thrilled to count the words and see it only needed a little tweeking to make it 25 words. This was a great challenge!
While I was out walking down memory lane
I was quite happy to see you again
Your skin was as smooth as a baby’s behind
Your hair was so natural, perfect, divine
Your laughter was joyfully frozen in time
Your smile was perfect, your teeth were sublime
Eyes sparkled like diamonds scattered in sunshine
They spoke volumes of mystery richer than red wine
I remembered those days as I looked through the pages
Passing the time walking back through the ages
Vacations and birthdays, babies and pets
Parents and siblings and friends I forget
Trips to the seashore, the mountains, the lake
Road trips and plane trips and trips on a ship
Travel for work, for reunions and pleasure
Holidays spent at home with the neighbor.
My life has been full, exciting and blessed
I can’t wait to see what I do with the rest
There are pages ahead that have yet to be written
New words to be spoken, I’m totally smitten
With ideas and wonders of days yet to come
Anticipating the adventure of who I’ll become
So hold onto your hat, come with me, take a look
There is more to be recorded in my future story book
I got the idea for this poem after looking through some old photo albums. It was so much fun to see what we used to look like and remember the fun things I’ve done, the places I’ve been and the people who have passed through my life. As I thought about how nice it would be to go back to those times, I also thought about the future. There is so much life to be lived, I don’t want to spend so much time caught up in the past, that I miss out on the joy of today and the mysteries of tomorrow.